Lost Souls

Chapter Twenty

I totally didn't realize until now that I drive a blue Honda Civic??? Did I do that on purpose? I don't remember!!!

"Matthieu! You're up!" Francis chirped as his tiny little baby brother wandered down the stairs, rubbing his eyes under his glasses.
"Yeah...what was that crash earlier?" The blond sat down at the kitchen island, stretching out as Francis set down a plate of pancakes for him.
"Just a car. So...can we talk?"
"Yeah...what's goin' on?" Matthew dumped a butt load of maple syrup on top of his pancakes.
Francis wasn't sure how to proceed. How do you tell your little brother that you died and that now you know he's dating one of your best friends?
"We 'aven't 'ad a talk about your love life."
"Are you trying to...give me the sex talk? Cuz I'm eighteen..."
"Non! Not at all. I just wanted to know if you 'ad anybody you're interested or..."
"Actually...there's something I need to tell you..." Matthew put his fork down and looked up.
"Oui? What is it?"
"I've been dating Gil for a month now..." He averted his eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?! Zhis is so cute!"
"Huh? You're not mad?"
"I'm only angry zhat you didn't tell me sooner."
Matthew blinked rapidly, eyes shooting back to his older sibling. "You're not even mad that it's Gilbert?"
"Tell me, Matthieu, do you love him?"
"Yeah...I do..." Matthew nodded softly.
"Zhen I don't care who 'e is. If 'e makes you 'appy, 'e could be a serial killer and I would accept 'im."
Matthew giggled softly and started to go back to his food. "I'm glad." He whispered.
"Just don't let 'im see you wizhout a shirt or pants before marriage, you 'ear me?"
"Yeah, yeah," Matthew rolled his eyes.
"Now...I 'ave somezhing to tell you..."
"Mmm?" Matthew looked up, mouth full of pancakes.
"I'm dating Arzhur."
"WHAT? Since when? Did I travel to another universe?" Matthew choked on his food and Francis jumped forward, ready to give him the Heimlich. Fortunately, the blond managed to swallow his food by giving his chest a few short pounds.
"We 'ad a talk..."
"And then suddenly you're dating? That's crazy!"
"So what? It was about time we started acting like adults."
"By fucking?"
"Matthieu!!" Francis scolded.
"I'm kidding. You do whatever you want to do." Matthew smiled.
"Merci, mon frére."
"So...is he a good kisser?"
"'E is an awful kisser." Francis giggled.
"You poor soul." Matthew smirked.
"'E's just 'esitant. I'm sure I can 'elp 'im out a bit." Francis rested his chin on his hand and stared out into space.
"I've never seen you like this, Francis. You really love him lots, don't you?"
"Oui." Francis blinked slowly.
"Well," Matthew scooped the last few bites of his pancake into his mouth. "I hope he treats you well."
"Oui. Me too."

That was a horrible ending whoops.